Chapter 1: Waves of Desire
Mariza always knew how to command a room—or in this case, a stretch of sandy beach. Her thick ass swayed with every step, a hypnotic rhythm that could stop traffic, and her slim waist only accentuated the curve of her hips. The tight blue tracksuit she wore today hugged every inch of her, and I knew damn well she wasn’t wearing a thing underneath. She didn’t need to; her body was a weapon, and she wielded it with the precision of a seasoned general. Her small tits, topped with those puffy nipples I could never get out of my head, pressed against the fabric as the ocean breeze teased us all.
We’d been broken up for months, but when she called me up and suggested a beach day ‘for old times’ sake,’ I couldn’t say no. I’m not an idiot, but I’m also not blind. Mariza wanted something, and I was damn curious to find out what. As we walked along the shore, the sun glinting off the waves, I caught the hungry stares of every guy within a hundred yards. Some of my old buddies from school were there too, half-hidden behind rocks and scraggly trees, their eyes glued to her like she was the last slice of pizza at a party.
‘Still got it, huh?’ I said, smirking as I nudged her with my elbow. ‘You’re practically a public hazard out here.’
Mariza tossed her dark hair over her shoulder and shot me a look that could melt steel. ‘Honey, I’ve never lost it. These boys are just lucky I’m gracing them with a view. You think I don’t see them drooling? Pathetic.’ Her voice was sharp, dripping with confidence, and it sent a jolt straight through me.
‘They’re begging me to get you naked,’ I teased, lowering my voice as we stopped near a cluster of boulders. ‘Saying they wanna get hard, whip out their cocks, and cum just from looking at you. Hoping you’ll see something you like and invite them over for a closer inspection.’
She laughed, a low, throaty sound that made my skin prickle. ‘Oh, please. As if I’d waste my time on their desperate little fantasies. I don’t play with boys, babe. You know that.’ Her eyes locked on mine, and there was a challenge there, a spark that hadn’t dimmed since the day we split. ‘But you… you’re not just some gawking idiot, are you? Or have you forgotten how to handle a woman like me?’
My pulse kicked up a notch. ‘I remember every damn thing, Mariza. Question is, do you still bite as hard as you used to?’
She stepped closer, the heat of her body radiating through the thin fabric of her tracksuit. The scent of salt and her skin mixed in the air, intoxicating. ‘Harder,’ she purred, her lips curling into a wicked grin. ‘Wanna test me?’
I didn’t need another invitation. My hands found her waist, pulling her against me as the crashing waves drowned out the world. Her ass pressed into me, firm and taunting, and I could feel myself getting hard already. She tilted her head back, her breath hot against my ear. ‘Don’t tease me, lover. I’m not here for games.’
‘Good,’ I growled, my fingers digging into her hips. ‘Because I’m about to make you forget every other man on this beach.’
Her eyes flashed with fire as she spun around, pushing me back against a boulder. ‘Prove it,’ she demanded, her voice a whip-crack of desire. And just as our lips crashed together, hungry and fierce, I knew this was only the beginning of a wildfire neither of us could control.
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